Post by Foxfire on May 7, 2012 21:25:49 GMT -5
Waiting at an open hanger Mal Konti was awaiting a new inturn of the Healers guild, Maylis Vataan. They had planed on going intot eh lower levels of Coruscant. Mal informed the council of his discision to take on a second healer to help out the guild and the future Jedi injured. Yet this new young one had never been out side the libary of the temple.
He had wondered how isolating the temple truly was but for the young he had guess it had to be for the darkness of the verse is very aluring to the young. Many a young force user was turn and destroyed at such ages over the many countless years. Mal had to give this one a new perspective on the light and dark about the living and dying in the force. This was Mal's first memories with his first master, Firgan. That wookie took him to the lower depths of Kashyyyk, and to his shock it was an eye opener. More so than any of the times he went into the lower depths of Coruscant.
So here he waiting with his tail flopping from left to right like the pendulm of a clock. A new experiance is al way trying to both side and Mal was trying to keep face by not running her down and walking her back by her hand in tow. He stilled himself by listening to the sounds and smells of the hanger with closed eyes. The constant clatter and engine starts was a bit unnerving in that it was quickly quieting and calming of his nerves. Many times he had went to the temple gardens and had taken all day to get to the point he was now. He had to remember this for future use.
He had wondered how isolating the temple truly was but for the young he had guess it had to be for the darkness of the verse is very aluring to the young. Many a young force user was turn and destroyed at such ages over the many countless years. Mal had to give this one a new perspective on the light and dark about the living and dying in the force. This was Mal's first memories with his first master, Firgan. That wookie took him to the lower depths of Kashyyyk, and to his shock it was an eye opener. More so than any of the times he went into the lower depths of Coruscant.
So here he waiting with his tail flopping from left to right like the pendulm of a clock. A new experiance is al way trying to both side and Mal was trying to keep face by not running her down and walking her back by her hand in tow. He stilled himself by listening to the sounds and smells of the hanger with closed eyes. The constant clatter and engine starts was a bit unnerving in that it was quickly quieting and calming of his nerves. Many times he had went to the temple gardens and had taken all day to get to the point he was now. He had to remember this for future use.